I was never really into sports when I was younger, especially team sports. I was about 18 when all that changed. My girlfriend at the time had a father who was, and still is, a big Hammarby supporter and he asked me if I wanted to go to a game with him. I wasn't really interested but my girlfriend begged me to go, so I went.

 

I can't remember a single thing that happened in the game, I was to busy looking at the northern stands where all the ultras were having the time of their lives in 90-plus minutes. 

 

Back then I didn't realize the big impact that single game would have on me. Now Hammarby IF is one of the biggest parts of my life, and it has given me so much more than just friends for life, and I owe it all to my old girlfriend's dad Olle. Thank you Olle, from the bottom of my heart.